about you
I continue conversations I knew we would have
I move backward in time and remember,
the many days we spoke of inconsequential things
I leap to the middle of our brief interlude,
and find a moment in time when you embraced me
I fast forward to the present and hear
the last words you told me - what you would do -
they stumble across my heart like a luke warm dream
this pattern repeats in a monotonous loop
each moment in truth feeding another
my cocoon filled with you and with me is all I need;
I live this way now and it doesn’t bother me
one day soon this film will be so worn, so utterly torn,
I won’t be able to play it anymore.

:lqp
4/23/13, Loop